862 I'm Not Talking About This Kind of Humiliation

"This is the portrait of that person. Immediately get the people of the Chaoxin Gang to search carefully. I want to see the person alive or dead." Ye Feng first took out his phone and took a photo of the portrait before handing it to Gao Hu.

When Gao Hu received the portrait, he was even more shocked. There was even a portrait?

"Mr. Ye, how did you interrogate him? Can you pass on some experience to your brother? Maybe it'll be useful next time." He immediately showed a fawning expression. He wanted to learn some advanced techniques from Ye Feng.

"Do you want to try it yourself? I'm happy to help." Ye Feng immediately revealed a malicious smile.

Gao Hu was a big man. He was so scared that he shrunk like a kitten. "Then I'll just stop learning."

"Mr. Ye, don't worry. I'll immediately get the brothers of the Chaoxin Gang to investigate. As long as this b*stard dares to appear in Yang Cheng again, I'll definitely find him."

He already respected Ye Feng like a god, and he could not wait to curry favor with him. How could he dare to defy him?

Ye Feng nodded, then turned around and glanced at that person. "As for this person…"

That person immediately became nervous. He knew very well how the people from the Chaoxin Gang did things.

If he didn't confess, he might still be able to live, but if he did, he might be thrown to feed the fish.

"Forget it, let him go. After all, there's still a family to feed."

Ye Feng waved his hand and turned to leave.

The man was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he propped himself up with difficulty and kowtowed heavily on the ground. "I thank my benefactor for not killing me on behalf of my family. Thank you, benefactor…"

Gao Hu could tell that this person was thanking Ye Feng from the bottom of his heart.

After all, his life was no different from an ant in Mr. Ye's eyes. He could easily kill him. However, the other party had spared his life. It was as if he had been reborn again.

Gao Hu could not help but sigh. Mr. Ye was really broad-minded. No wonder he could achieve great things.

..

After Ye Feng left the warehouse, he sent the portrait to Zhao Fulin and asked him to use his connections to search for it.

Now that that person had gone to the casino, the people from the Chaoxin Gang were not very useful. After all, their sphere of influence was mainly in Yang Cheng.

The Zhao family had a wide network of connections. Even in the gambling city, they could speak to them and it was more convenient for them to do things.

After doing all this, he was about to drive back to the hotel.

However, he soon realized that a Wrangler had been following him sneakily from the warehouse until now.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as he continued driving without batting an eyelid.

..

Cheng Fei'er drove the Wrangler and followed behind Ye Feng's car from afar.

"Hmph, your alertness is so poor. No wonder your things were stolen."

She saw that Ye Feng did not notice her tracking, so she could not help but mutter proudly.

However, when her car turned a corner, she suddenly lost track of Ye Feng.

Shocked, she quickly stopped the car and looked around.

Weng…

At this moment, Ye Feng's car appeared behind her strangely.

Then, she saw the car stop, Ye Feng pushed open the door and walked over, knocking on her car window.

She pursed her lips helplessly and followed him out of the car. She smiled at him. "When did you find me?"

"Is this the tracking technique of your security team? Isn't that a little too much?" Ye Feng teased while sizing her up.

Cheng Fei'er was wearing a black tight-fitting sweater, a pair of jeans, and a pair of black leather boots.

It was supposed to be very ordinary clothes, but for some reason, they gave off a special smell when she wore them.

Her body was in an exaggerated S-shape. Among the girls he knew, this figure was definitely in the top three.

Coupled with her height of more than 1.7 meters, she was more than enough to be a model.

"You can insult me, but you can't insult the Security Team."

Cheng Fei'er was a little angry when she heard that he dared to be 'disrespectful' to the Security Team.

Ye Feng raised his hand to support himself on her car and gave her a kabedon. He could not help but smile evilly. "You said it yourself, then I'm really going to 'insult' you."

Cheng Fei'er was instantly embarrassed and angry. Her beautiful eyes glared at him hatefully. "You… I'm not talking about this kind of insult, but that kind of insult."

As she spoke, she tried to escape from his gaze.

But Ye Feng immediately pushed her forward and pressed her against the car.

"Ah!"

Cheng Fei'er immediately cried out in shock and threw a punch, but it was easily blocked by Ye Feng, who pressed her against the car.

"This is your punishment for following me."

As he spoke, his head slowly moved closer. At the same time, his other hand reached under her clothes.

Cheng Fei'er could not resist and could only try to turn her head to the side.

Her facial features were very delicate, and she had a neat short hair. She had an indescribable androgynous beauty.

At this moment, her bashful expression aroused Ye Feng's urge to 'tyrannize' her.

Just as he was about to succeed, an ear-piercing horn suddenly sounded.

Immediately after, a heavy truck brushed past the two of them. Then, the driver's cursing voice could be heard. "Fighting on the road? Do you want to die?"

The good atmosphere was ruined, and Ye Feng felt disappointed. He slowly let go of her. "Tell me, why did you follow me?"

Cheng Fei'er lowered the hem of her clothes, covering her fair waist again. Then, she glared at him hatefully.

"Let's talk somewhere else."

With that, she got back into the car and rode away.